In celebration of Cinco de Mayo and solidary with las mujeres unidas, a poem by Sandra Cisneros.

My cousins and I,   
we don’t marry.  
We’re too old  
by Mexican standards.  

And the relatives   
have long suspected  
we can’t anymore  
in white.  

My cousins and I,  
we’re all old  
maids at thirty.  

Who won’t dress children,  
and never saints–  
though we undress them.  

The aunts,  
they’ve given up on us.  
No longer nudge–You’re next.  

Instead–  
What happened in your childhood?    
What left you all mean teens?    
Who hurt you, honey?  

But we’ve studied  
marriages too long–  

Aunt Ariadne,  
Tia Vashti,  
Comadre Penelope,  
querida Malintzin,  
Senora Pumpkin Shell–  

lessons that served us well. 

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